“I know, Your Majesty,” I told her with a kiss on her lips, followed by more kisses that traced my way down to her ass, making her shiver.“Yes, ...ell, our son ... will make a truly great King of Libya, trust me on that!” Samira promised as I continued to kiss a long path down to her ankles.“Our son ... or daughter,” I reminded her, which made her giggle.“Yes, that, too ... but just so you know, I’m already ... with child. Yours, of course. Not that I haven’t put out for others, but at a certain. Go look at yourself in the mirror for a while." Lizzy thought that this was a wonderful idea.Lizzy stood before Rosita's full-length mirror, her fingers spiraling around and around all over her new teddy. Holly's roommate was out of town for a few days, showing her paintings to a prospective buyer, so she wouldn't be around to spoil their fun. The Hispanic girl was certainly attractive enough to join in, with her sensual eyes and plush lips, but she put her looks to poor use by wearing so much. A particular prima ballerina had done a dance so exquisitely well it had sent chills up and down my spine. I had turned my head at that moment and had noticed the person seated on my right, a young girl of about sixteen, had been similarly affected.Our eyes had met at the same instant, and she had gasped. Her hand had suddenly hesitatingly reached over and touched mine for a few seconds.We hadn't spoken then or later. In fact, our eyes had not met again, and after the performance, I never saw. She couldn't lift it while sitting on it; I doubted anyone could. I just waited for the storm to die down.? "This is your test of obedience," I continued.? "You will be my model as well as my slave, and you will be good at it."? I tested the lighting, arranged the umbrellas to get a good shot, and took a few test snaps.? She covered her face and breasts and stared at me sullenly, and I knew she’d refuse to cooperate.? I looked her in the eyes.? "Remember what happened the first time you broke.